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Tuesday, May 09, 2006 @9:48 PM

What do you do when you are given a thesis written by someone?

Me? The first page I read is the Acknowledgement of course!

What?! That’s nothing wrong about it right? Many people do so too!

All right, I guess it does sound kind of pathetic to find out that most people are not so interested in reading your 4-5 years of masterpiece - the little book aka the thesis.

Why am I so interested in the acknowledgement section? Shouldn't we appreciate more of the dedication of the person? Come on, if you spent those 4-5 years or more of your life working super hard on a particular topic, if you’d been sweating and sobbing through frustrating and tough moments when you were hitting the bottleneck, if you’d been unwillingly neglecting your family and loved ones because you had to spend time cranking out something to form the content of the little book otherwise you would just have to spend longer time, if you’d been ditching your friends living like a hermit especially when you didn't even have time to eat and sleep, socializing was such a luxurious matter; isn’t that natural that you want people to read about what you have done after all those sacrifice??

Well, I certainly want everyone who picks up my book read my work, at least they should read the summary/abstract of the whole book. Yet, why am not I doing the same when I pick up someone else's thesis?

Okay, okay, I admit I am as busy-body as you, you and you *pointing to everyone*; I want to know who have given support and encouragement to this person when he/she was going through all ups and downs for all those years. I have found some parts of the acknowledgement of some thesis very sweet and at times touchy too.

I am already thinking about whom I want to thank and how the composition should sound albeit I am still pretty far away in writing my own little book. While listening to Monica’s “For you I will”, I felt like drafting some parts of this section of my book already (that is IF I am going to end up having one later). I'm borrowing the lyrics...

When I’m feeling lost in the night,
When I feel my world just ain't right
Call on you, you will be waiting
Count on you, you will be there
Anytime the times get too tough,
Anytime my best ain't enough
You'll be the one to make it better,
You'll be there to protect you,
See me through,
You'll be there and there is nothing
you won't do.

You will cross the ocean for me
You will go and bring me the moon
You will be my hero my strength
Anything I need
You will be the sun in my sky
You will light my way for all time
Promise me,
For me you will.

You will shield my heart from the rain
You will let no harm come my way
Oh these arms will be my shelter
No these arms won't let me down,
If there is a mountain to move
You will move that mountain for me
You’re here for me, you’re here forever
You will be my fortress, tall and strong
You'll keep you safe,
You'll stand beside me, right or wrong

You will cross the ocean for me
You will go and bring me the moon (yeah, yeah)
You will be my hero my strength
anything I need (you will be..)
You will be the sun in my sky
You will light my way for all time
Promise me
For me you will

And…

For you I will, lay my life on the line
For you I will fight, oooooh
For you I will die
With every breath, with all my soul
I'll give my world
I'll give it all
Put your faith in me (put your faith in me)
And I'll do anything

Thank you for crossing the ocean for me

Thank you for bringing me the moon
Thank you for being my hero my strength
Anything I need
Thank you for being the sun in your sky
Thank you for lighting my way for all time
Thank you for giving your promise to me

Thank you for everything.

For you, I have made it through finally.


Eh, this is a little too treacly sentimental; those promises aren't even applicable to me. I should have transformed the urge of writing in completing a manuscript, if I truly want to have a chance of writing a real acknowledgement section in my own little book later! Go get your work done, girl!


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